martes, 14 de agosto de 2007

Story “it sounded urgent”



Someone from the hospital called; it sounded urgent. It’s your wife may be you should……”John didn’t wait for the secretary to finish.
He turned pale and broke out a cold sweat, and then he went hurriedly back to the car park, jumped into his car and drove recklessly trough the slow traffic.
He neither noticed the honking of horns the screeching of breaks nor the others drivers yelling furiously at him.
“Please, please let her be all right,” he kept saying to himself.
Minutes later, the doors of the emergency department opened and he found himself in a cold reception lounge. He pushed to the front of the queue and asked for his wife the receptionist patiently scanned the computer screen and then she directed him to room 12. Without thanking her, he dashed for the lift. Heart pounding, John closed his eyes for a while, praying. He dreaded what he was about to find.
The door opened onto a dimly lighted corridor. John walked towards room 12 and nervously pushed the door. She was lying on bed, exhausted.
She sleepily opened her eyes and murmured, “hello, darling. Sorry I couldn’t wait. It’s a boy.”

No hay comentarios: